Taya

“He seemed a part of the mute melancholy landscape, an incarnation of its frozen woe, with all that was warm and sentient in him fast bound below the surface.”
― Edith Wharton, Ethan Frome

“Oh time...time, pass so that I forget! You’ll be happy again, never fear, but you won’t forget. Mother was wrong, she had to be wrong. Francie wanted to forget. It was four months since she had known him, but she couldn’t forget. Happy again, but you’ll never forget. How could she be happy again if she couldn’t forget? Oh time, great healer, pass over me and let me forget.” Ch. 55”
― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn Low Price CD by Betty Smith

“It was an endless monologue, like that we sometimes hear from inanimate nature in deep secret places where water flows, or where ivy leaves flap against stones; but by degrees she was convinced that the voice was Winterborne's.”
― Thomas Hardy, The Woodlanders

“Part of her life was made from the tree growing rankly in the yard. She was the bitter quarrels she had with her brother whom she loved dearly. She was Katie's secret, despairing weeping. She was the shame of her father staggering home drunk. She was all of these things and of something more. - Ch. 8”
― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn Low Price CD by Betty Smith